All Chapters of Pregnant For The Wrong twin: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The quiet was the worst part.After the surge of light, the echoes of Ivy’s scream, and the blinding pressure of magic, the stillness that followed felt unnatural—like the eye of a storm that hadn't finished raging. Ivy sat on the floor, clutching her chest, her breaths short and shallow."Asher?" she whispered again, praying the answer had changed.But the room remained silent.Killian wrapped an arm around her, but his face was ashen. Mira stood by Lyra, still chanting softly under her breath, her hands glowing faintly over the child's chest."He's really gone," Ivy murmured. Her voice cracked with the weight of it. “He traded himself for me…”“No soul can enter the Mirror Realm unless summoned or tethered,” Mira said solemnly, “and only one soul was meant to cross tonight. When Asher intervened, he became the sacrifice that sealed the gate.”Ivy’s mind reeled. “We have to go after him. There has to be a way to bring him back.”Mira hesitated, clearly torn. “That realm... it's not l

The reunion was supposed to bring relief.But Mira’s gaze didn’t soften. Her fingers trembled as they reached for her grimoire, flipping through ancient pages lined with protective spells and soul-binding warnings. Ivy stood still in the centre of the room, her arms wrapped around Lyra, her eyes glassy but full of fragile calm.Killian took a cautious step forward. “Mira… talk to me. What’s wrong?”Mira didn’t answer. Instead, she traced a sigil in the air, whispering something beneath her breath. A golden mist shimmered around Ivy’s figure—and then it split.Just for a second.Just long enough.A second figure flickered behind Ivy’s reflection. A silhouette, faint but there. Female. Pale eyes. Lips stretched into a haunting smirk.And then it vanished.“Get Lyra away from her,” Mira said sharply.Killian stepped in. “Mira—”“Now.”Something in her tone made him obey. He pried Lyra gently from Ivy’s arms, lifting her into his. Ivy blinked, confused.“Mira? What’s going on?”Mira stepp

The garden was eerily quiet as Ivy sat on the stone bench, her thoughts swirling. The chill of the night air wrapped around her, but it was nothing compared to the gnawing feeling in her chest. Asher’s name echoed in her mind, his voice rising from the depths of memories she hadn’t asked for. His final words, whispered like a warning, clung to her."Tell them I’m not dead. Tell them Asher lied."Who had he been speaking to?Why was she hearing this now?Ivy couldn’t shake the feeling that the universe was unravelling—threads of fate, of time, were being pulled and twisted in ways they weren’t supposed to. And she, the woman caught between two realities, felt helpless to stop it.The wind howled as if it, too, was trying to communicate something—a warning.A shadow moved in the corner of her vision. Ivy’s heart skipped a beat. She turned, expecting to see Killian, but it wasn’t him. Instead, a figure in the distance stepped from the shadows, tall and cloaked in midnight black. The moon

Ivy’s body trembled as the dark power inside her surged to life as a dormant beast awakened from a long slumber. It was as if the world around her was holding its breath, waiting for her to succumb to the weight of it all.She could feel it deep within her—like an icy river coursing through her veins, drowning her thoughts, numbing her senses. It was suffocating, pressing against her chest with an intensity that left her gasping for air.“Ivy, no! You have to fight it!” Asher’s voice was urgent, raw with emotion.But she couldn’t. The power—the curse that her mother had tried to shield her from—was stronger than anything she had ever felt. She was no longer the same person she had been just moments ago. The old Ivy, the one who had run from darkness, was gone. The Ivy standing before them now was something else, something far darker, and it terrified her.Her fingers curled into fists at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. Every cell in her body screamed for release. For free

The fall seemed endless. Ivy’s body jerked and twisted through the void, the air rushing past her, her heart hammering in her chest. The weight of the darkness pressed against her, suffocating her every thought, her every movement. It felt as though she were falling into nothingness, into a place where even time itself couldn’t exist.But then, just as her vision blurred and her consciousness began to flicker, something shifted. A light—a faint, distant glow—appeared in the vast expanse of shadow. It was like a pinprick in the inky blackness, but it pulsed with life. And in that moment, Ivy felt something stir deep within her, a flicker of hope, of power she had yet to tap into.The darkness raged, trying to pull her back into its suffocating grip, but Ivy’s determination flared. She reached for the light, her arms stretching, her body writhing as she tried to move toward it. With each passing second, the light seemed to draw closer, beckoning her, offering her a chance at redemption,